Loni played her part well and would occasionally let out a "Lance, watch your hands." which caused Lance to place his hand on the table and look guilt...y. Loni didn't come to the club any longer when Lance worked as she didn't want to arrive and sit unescorted. She told him that she didn't want to appear desperate.Everything changed on that first Friday that the college students were home for Thanksgiving break. All the local dance bars were crowded and even the quiet of his piano bar enjoyed an. I figured I would save my horniness for my baby.I got out and wrapped my dripping body in a towel. I put on Chris' favourite matching pink lace bra and thong. Since it was so hot outside I put on some skimpy jean shorts and a tight cropped top, that showed a bit of cleavage.I ate breakfast which was a bagel and a coffee, and waited on the couch for my wonderful boyfriend to come. I jumped onto my feet when I heard the door bell ring. Even after dating him for so long I still got butterflies. "We have just received a shipment of men's lingerie you might be interested in, it's lovely stuff," came that voice from behind him. Drew was not even aware that men wore lingerie, or indeed that they made such clothing, but as he heard the words he felt a pang in his groin. "May I see it?" he said before he realized what he'd said. "Of course, just over here," Drew was ushered to the back wall of the shop where there were all sorts of men's G-strings and things hanging from a display. To one. “What do you mean? You just happened to be there at the EXACT time that we were…well, uh…finishing.”“Bullshit,” Tara said. “You guys got off on being watched – I know it.”I loved the direction the conversation was going and stepped in: “How do you know?” I asked.Tara lowered her eyes a little and then said sheepishly: “Because I was watching longer than you know.”“WHAT?” my wife said, giggling from embarrassment. “What do you mean?”Tara was getting bolder: “I mean I was watching for a while –.